Day 5: NCIS, "Penguin suit"
Title: Disguises and Surprises
Fandom: NCIS
Rating: G
Characters/pairings: Tony, Ziva, McGee, Gibbs, some poor guy and a criminal
Warnings (including spoilers): Your eyes might get hurt from all the rolling.
Wordcount: 450 words
Summary: How the English language ruined Tony's vacation plans
AN: Boo-yah. Inspired by last night's Christmas parade.
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“Cover the other end of the street,” Tony directed his partner through their earpieces. “I am not letting McGee win this bet.”
“What is this bet?” Ziva asked, exasperated, as she moved into position. “The two of you have spoken of nothing else all week.”
“Somebody on our team’s gotta take the holiday shift. You and Gibbs already reserved time off, so McGee and I are fighting for the last vacation. Whoever’s collared the most suspects before the end of this week gets the shift free, and as of today, we’re tied.”
Tony could practically hear Ziva rolling her eyes. “You do not have plans to visit anyone for the holidays. Why is this so important to you?”
“It’s a matter of pride, Ziva,” he grumbled. Then he spotted their perp, and frowned. “I see him… I think.” He tried to casually walk toward the suspect, but the guy saw him and bolted across the street.
“He’s taken off!” Tony warned his partner. “Cover the other end, he’s going your way!”
“Description?” Ziva asked.
“He’s wearing a penguin suit,” Tony shouted as he vaulted over a small car. Horns blared and he barely avoided getting hit by a minivan.
“I need more than that, Tony!”
“Why do you need more than that?” He was gaining on the suspect. “Stop, NCIS!”
“Just tell me!”
“White male, early thirties, dark brown hair.” A gaggle of school children emerged from a store. The suspect dodged them but Tony had to slow down to avoid taking them out. He apologized and excused himself through the crowd, but the delay was too much. “He’s gone.”
“I’ve got him,” Ziva muttered. A moment later Tony heard the sounds of a scuffle through the earpiece, followed by loud protests from the man Ziva was arresting.
When they met at the car, Tony shook his head. “That’s not him, Ziva.”
“What? But you said he was wearing a penguin suit. That is a tuxedo, yes?”
“Not today. It’s Winter Wonderland at Macy’s. Our guy’s dressed like a penguin, Ziva.”
The man Ziva had arrested raised his eyebrows. “Can I get back to the wedding now?”
“Gibbs is going to kill us,” Ziva predicted after they had let the man go.
“Not this time,” their boss announced from behind them. The pair turned around and saw McGee loading their suspect into the car. The black pointy head of his costume was crumpled against the top of the car and he glared at them above a fake beak.
McGee gave them a smug smile. “I’ve got the shift forms back at HQ for you, Tony.”
Tony complained even louder than their perp all the way back to the Navy Base.